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tvk2011-08-14 09:31 pm
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One [Video]: In Which Klaus Demands Answers
[Suddenly, a video feed clicks on. The image is blurry and moving sporadically: this video is clearly accidental.]
--pears to be some sort of... oh.
[The image stabilizes somewhat. It reveals itself to be the face of an older man with absolutely ridiculous hair, looking very Perplexed but altogether Intrigued.]
Interesting. I assume this is some manner of recording or communication device, then. And if you press --
[The feed clicks off suddenly, and then returns a few seconds later.]
-- relatively simple, all things considered. If only the buttons weren't so deucedly small... but it will have to do.
I am Baron Klaus Wulfenbach and, if anyone is listening, I would like some answers. A cursory investigation of this place has made it painfully obvious that I am very, very far from my homeland and, it appears, my place in relative space-time. I would like an explanation from someone more familiar with this universe as to where I am, when I am and, perhaps, the general history of this city. It is discomfiting enough to be removed from one's home when one is in the middle of attempting to stop a war; it is far worse to be removed to somewhere that one knows nothing about. Thus, I require information, if you please, and quickly.
[And he'll just stay on the damn phone until someone answers him, too. How long can you resist that Imperious Stare, Prospero?]
--pears to be some sort of... oh.
[The image stabilizes somewhat. It reveals itself to be the face of an older man with absolutely ridiculous hair, looking very Perplexed but altogether Intrigued.]
Interesting. I assume this is some manner of recording or communication device, then. And if you press --
[The feed clicks off suddenly, and then returns a few seconds later.]
-- relatively simple, all things considered. If only the buttons weren't so deucedly small... but it will have to do.
I am Baron Klaus Wulfenbach and, if anyone is listening, I would like some answers. A cursory investigation of this place has made it painfully obvious that I am very, very far from my homeland and, it appears, my place in relative space-time. I would like an explanation from someone more familiar with this universe as to where I am, when I am and, perhaps, the general history of this city. It is discomfiting enough to be removed from one's home when one is in the middle of attempting to stop a war; it is far worse to be removed to somewhere that one knows nothing about. Thus, I require information, if you please, and quickly.
[And he'll just stay on the damn phone until someone answers him, too. How long can you resist that Imperious Stare, Prospero?]

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It would make sense, I suppose. Two realities cannot both exist in motion at the same time while bleeding into each other. One would have to be stagnant or the feedback would destroy both...
[Cough] At any rate. As to the monsters... I have fought monsters before. What are yours like?
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Anyway, they're basically black blobs that take certain shapes when you get close. They attack anyone that's still walking around at midnight, which is to say, us with the phones. A couple of good whacks with an axe will usually take one down, but they tend to swarm, and some of them can do weird stuff like shoot fire or ice.